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Trapped by the Prince

Crown Prince Ian Stromridge has just returned from battle, hailed as a hero, greeted with people's adoration and blessings but he brings home a beautiful woman, though he's already married leaving everybody completed nonplussed. His wife, Princess Angelica Stromridge wed him for convenience before he left for war. Their marriage lacked affection and was rife with misunderstandings from the start. From name-calling to accidental letters leading to further misconception. During his absence, Angelica played the dutiful wife, sacrificing to maintain the household, being the lovely princess and wonderful daughter in law, only to face his return with another woman whom the entire kingdom agreed was more beautiful than she was! Will she divorce or fight for his love, a love that clearly never existed in the first place? Will she clear the misunderstandings and surmount the obstacles or will it be a post-marriage love story or an ex-wife tale full of regret? Excerpt |||| "My princess..." called a maid, knocking on the door her hand trembling. "Come in." replied Angelica as the door opened hearing footsteps approaching. "What are you doing here? I gave stern orders for no one to disturb me for the entirety of the day." her austere voice rang out. "I... I know my princess... please forgive me... I... I did not mean to disturb you but... this is something very important." "Let's have it then." replied Angelica closing the book she had been reading as she laid eyes on the maid. The maid gulped, the fear evident in her eyes, she did not know how Angelica would react to the severely bad news she had brought with her, however, one thing was sure, Angelica would not react lightly at all. "My... m...y prince...ss the..." said the maid, causing Angelica to sigh in annoyance, rolling her eyes, she had better things to do than sit here listening to the maid's mumbling. "Yes, say it." said Angelica giving the maid a hand. "My princess, the crowned prince has returned." said the maid. "Oh... well that's nice... I guess I will see him later, or better yet tomorrow. There is no rush, I am sure he is swarmed by crowds at the moment." replied Angelica lazily, she really had no intention of moving from this spot. "But my princess... ther— " "Oh, you're right, it would be unacceptable if I did not come out to greet him, rumours would certainly ensue and the kingdom would be in serious hysteria as they always are." replied Angelica annoyed. "Yes, you are right, I should go and welcome him back home." said Angelica as she stood up and yawned. "My princess... that is not all, there is something else..." said the maid. "And what is that?" asked Angelica as the maid's eyes darted around the room, she did not know what to do, or how best to put this. "My princess... the... the crowned prince has truly returned but..." said the maid with a prolonged pause. "But what?" asked Angelica, her senses tingling, she had a inking that there was something wrong from the maid's strange behaviour. "But his highness..." paused the maid. "Out with it now!" said Angelica sternly. "His highness has returned with a strange woman and the rumours claim that she is his new wife!" spat out the maid as Angelica suddenly felt lightheaded and she fell back down on the chair. "My princess!" cried the maid as she rushed to her. "This is some sort of farce." said Angelica as the maid proceeded quickly to fan her with a cloth. "No my princess... it is true." replied the maid. "This is impossible. Ian must be mad, I am going to see this display of stupidity for myself!" said Angelica hotly, quickly rising up and storming out of the room as the poor maid followed behind her. ||||
Dan_does_it_all · 37.8k Views

In The Flames Of The Fallen

“Those who venture into the flames shall be consumed by its tongue—And they shall be called the Fallen.” Ember AshFall was the last person meant to survive that fateful night. She had lived all her life as a powerless witch. An unloved daughter. It was expected that she would be the first to burn in the very flames that claimed her coven’s life. And she did burn that night—alongside a thousand of them. And for a heartbeat, she even died as they did. Until Khaos BlueBlood happened. Cold-blooded vampire. Battle-scarred god. Possessing immortality that transcends time, Khaos wasn’t meant to be a savior—but a nightmare that stalks monsters. And when he drags Ember from the fire, it’s not for love. Nor for mercy. But for a blurred purpose. He offers her a choice: die as a powerless, forgotten witch… or rise as something far more dangerous. It was never really a choice. So like a phoenix rising from the ashes, Ember is thrust into a new life—one where she must take on the identity of another. Now, as Princess Ember Thorne, she exchanges her name as a witch for the crown of the largest Human Clan—people known as the Huntsmen. But a stolen life comes with a steep cost. Her new mother—Queen Consort Serpentine Andal Thorne—doesn’t want a replacement daughter. She wants a pawn. A weapon sharpened by grief and wielded without remorse as she plays her bloodstained game of vengeance. Ember is thus forced to play the role of the perfect princess in a court filled with devils draped in silk— a role that grows more dangerous with every step she takes. And Khaos? He didn’t save her to watch her play pretend. He’s training her from the shadows. Testing her. Tempting her. He saved her to mold her. Break her. And maybe… claim her. With whispers that burn hotter than fire and eyes that see through every lie, Ember is aware that he’s someone far ancient for her to dabble with. And as danger coils around the throne and the ghosts of Ember’s past rise to haunt her, she realizes: this isn’t a game of thrones. It’s a war of hearts. And in this world of night and blood, fire and magic, loyalty is earned through pain… and love is just another form of control. One wears a stolen crown. One sharpens a stolen daughter. One hides a dagger behind every smile. Here where fire feeds the fallen, only the cruel will survive.
JaneSmitten · 2.4k Views

The Lady Is Mine

Lady Jenna has lived her whole life as a puppet. And her father? He pulled the strings. She had to do everything to make him proud...to please him! that even when he asked her to let go of her first love, Lady Jenna did let go, and she was married off to a man she'd never known before. A man who, in every sense and breath, became her worst nightmare. It wasn't a beautiful nightmare, like the ones read in books, no. He'd hit her every night- her so-called husband. He became her worst fear, that she didn't even want to remember his name, and the word husband scared her. Most importantly, men. Jenna became afraid of men. She wanted to run, hide, or die even- if that would help her escape from this hell. But... society. They would turn and judge. They would raise their brows and curse her. They wouldn't look at the scars on her body. Not that Jenna would let them. She had become insecure after constant nights of tears and getting hit. But these people, they wouldn't care until she decided to leave the marriage. And when the opportunity came knocking at her window, Jenna grabbed it, abandoned her marriage, and set out for a different life. It was difficult for a girl who had always been sheltered, but she needed to survive. She didn't want to go back. Everything changed that night... a rainy ni—wait, it was a normal night. No rain, just a soft breeze, and Jenna stumbled upon this stranger... He had no memory of his past, and his mind was trapped in the age of seven!! A full-grown man, with muscles enough to snap Jenna in two, now behaving like a child? Following Jenna around and calling her Master. "Master, you own me now, right?" "Yes, I am your master, and you are mine," Jenna nodded with a smile. Writing this novel for all women looking for their own voice in marriage and relationships. The romance is fluffy and sunshine throughout. The Male lead fell first and fell harder (a yandere) Book is also fast-paced. Book cover check out Veness on Patreon. Thank you!
Pluma_W143 · 23.8k Views